...the endless repetition of an ordinary miracle.

Happiness is laughing together.

Now everyone is prouder and poorer

With the death of my father, it wasn't just the objects of everyday life that had changed; even the most ordinary street scenes had become irreplaceable mementos of a lost world whose every detail figured in the meaning of the whole.

The thing that binds us together is that we have both lowered our expectations of life

When you love a city and have explored it frequently on foot, your body, not to mention your soul, gets to know the streets so well after a number of years that in a fit of melancholy, perhaps stirred by a light snow falling ever so sorrowfully, you'll discover your legs carrying you of their own accord toward one of your favourite promontories

I see Turkey's future as being in Europe, as one of many prosperous, tolerant, democratic countries.